Name: GUMBO
Duration: P00H02M19S
Description: Written on 6/4/20

GUMBO

from baby bitch blues (remastered) by DOOF

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Written on 6/4/20

lyrics

You know this bitch is winning it
Spinning shit, know my spitting is venomous
How we spit it like discipline
Music industry ain’t limiting me
You see?
I’m messing up
So now I’m stressing up
Phenomenally
It’s mythological
Fast rap, hashtag
Impossible
I was comical
Now I’m unstoppable
It’s illogical
They call the rhymes and album saga chronicles
Haters learning burns
And so I take ‘em to the hospital
A soap opera, soul, and sociopath
It’s the secret to rap
It’s a treatment for nap-having inhabitable's
Flow is so whack, it’s unfathomable
It’s unpredictable, yet never biblical
What’s happening?
I’m like Eminem, spitting lemon seeds
Getting ‘em outta my anemone
I was doubted and now I roast ‘em with recipes
Diagnosing remedies with melodies
Ibuprofen endlessly
That shit was so heavenly, like

Her and I ride around in the banana boat
Joining AA, cuz I’m hooked on sucking cantaloupes
Jazz, party, gumbo, verse like the Louisiana coast
Rap’s my own antidote
To all my stupid problems
Yes, I guess this and chocolate
But it ain’t allowed by paleo
Girls flocking fast
Fat ass on the ratio
The white kind of broke
Got Netflix, Hulu, but no HBO
I’m talking to DOOF’s ween
And he loving the fellatio
He’s a mind-blower
He’s a breath-taker
Yet he spends his job cheating off a kosher test taker
See a fat bulge
So I yank it to the den
And then he met his maker
Then he savor
End, say nev’ again
I’m a career bomber meager in dollars
I got all the school honors
I’m on ‘em
For being a rule-stopper
She hates me
Say I’m too caught up in the gay drama
Mating so much
I swear to god
Ima become a father